Wednesday, March 2, 2011


The great thing about spending so much time on a Sunday feast is that you can take a break from cooking until Wednesday and just heat up leftovers.  Of course, you can always find a decent place from where to order takeout, after all, it is LA.  But I like home cooking because nobody will put more love into your food than you will.   And who doesn’t love pancakes for breakfast??  I used the blini mix from Sunday for today’s breakfast.

For dinner last night (while Rachel was at her house dining on those mouthwatering Sweet and Spicy Chicken Wings), I shredded up a duck leg, boiled some garganelli (similar to penne but more delicate and, in my opinion, tastier), tossed all of that in with the peppers, along with a thin slab of butter, sprinkled some parmesan and parsley, and voila, Pasta ala Leftovers!  I also made a simple salad with a lemon vinaigrette. 

And I’m embarrassed to disclose that I can eat the same thing for three, sometimes four days in a row.  The guy at the noodle place near my house knows my order before I even speak (he has caller I.D.), and I can hear in his voice the pleasure our little game of "guess what I'm going to order" gives him.  Should I be embarrassed and dial *67 next time?  Am I over thinking this?